Pain only seems to silence You donÂŽt know where confusion is Awake or refute in a timely fashion that.. These are the leisure wins... sight How many holes do I lay in?
How many thrones are just make believe?
I admit it, I did it I admit it, I did it Babe daydreaming on a screen Frozen chance overly The feelings we assign or leave in We stay inside, âcause we believe we are surrounded I admit it, I did it I admit it, I did it The paymentÂŽs in.. for the taking I admit it, I did it
Falling ashes at my feet Wasted up in shadows in between The faces I know, I would die to keep them from harm
We stay inside, ÂŽcause we concede we are surrounded
[I would die to keep them.. I would die to keep them] Pain only seems to silence You donât know where confusion is Awake or refute in a timely fashion that.. These are the leisure wins